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Chapter 593: Pickled Salted Duck Eggs

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    When Jiang Tian returned from outside, a large truck followed behind him, which was loaded with many jars and jars.

    In order to avoid trouble, Jiang Tian directly purchased a large quantity this time, which can definitely be used for a long time.

    ??????????????????????????? The quantity was a bit too much, so we asked the villagers to come over and help before unloading it on the square in front of the village committee.

    Jiang Tian used a loudspeaker to call the villagers over and told them about pickling salted duck eggs. Each household would share the jars and duck eggs equally for pickling, and the quantities would be recorded, so that it could be guaranteed  Can't go wrong.

    The initial work of setting up the jar for pickling costs 200 yuan per person per day. After pickling, they will be placed in an empty house next to the village committee. Moreover, this does not mean that it is just a one-time deal, as long as the profit of the farm is  The duck is still laying duck eggs, so the villagers can pickle the salted duck eggs and get two hundred yuan.

    After hearing this kind of thing, the villagers were very enthusiastic, and they were eager to sign up one by one.

    Xu Ze was taking notes with a pen and paper, while Agui was handing out jars. As for how to pickle salted duck eggs, this is not a difficult task for mountain villagers. Basically, every household can pickle them during normal times. During the busy farming season,  During this period, if you take a steamed bun, burrito, a salted duck egg and garlic sprouts, it's a complete meal.

    An aunt came over and asked, "Young man, can I have a few more jars?"

    Xu Ze nodded: "Of course!"

    The aunt said in a low voice: "I mean, can I have more than a hundred."

    Xu Ze was surprised, "Auntie, you are alone in your family. The uncle is still working in the city and has not come back. The children also live in the city. At most, they can only pickle five or six jars, or more than a hundred jars. You have to prepare  It¡¯s the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse. Brother Tian has already said that you have to do this according to your ability, and you can¡¯t deliberately slow down in order to delay time and make money. In that case, as long as you are caught, you will be directly blacklisted.¡±

    "What blacklist?" The aunt didn't understand.

    "It's just that if I have this kind of money-making thing in the future, I won't come to you. Obviously everyone is working, but you want to do some crooked things to make money."

    "What bothers Xu Ze the most is this kind of person. Anyway, no matter in rural areas or in cities, there will be people like this in any industry.

    There were villagers around who heard their conversation and started talking one after another.

    "Aunt Xue, what you are doing is unethical. There are only so many jars. You need more than a hundred for yourself. Let's not talk about whether you can finish the pickling. If you ask for so much, then it will be divided among us.  Isn¡¯t there a shortage of jars?¡±

    "That's right, you can't do this. You are the only one at home and you still want to occupy so many places. What are you trying to do?"

    "Aren't you talking nonsense? It's not just for money. Two hundred yuan a day. Even if you work on a construction site, you have to work very hard to earn that much. My son is a white-collar worker in a company. That's only a month.  It¡¯s only five to six thousand yuan. If you can delay it for one day, you can make an extra day¡¯s money. With more than a hundred jars, it can last for a month at least, so isn¡¯t that just six thousand yuan?¡±

    "Aunt Xue, what you are doing is unethical. The village chief gave us the pickling of salted duck eggs because we are all from Taoshan Village. Otherwise, why?  It¡¯s more convenient if you don¡¯t go directly to the factory, and it might only cost you 200 yuan a week, so you won¡¯t be able to use that much money.¡±

    "Yes, you can't do that, I won't agree to it anyway."

    Aunt Xue was a little embarrassed to be told that, but she still said: "Who said I am only one person? I have three daughters, two sons, a son-in-law and a daughter-in-law. They also have children. Together they cost  There is absolutely no problem with these more than a hundred jars."

    "His aunt, I don't like hearing what you are saying." An aunt said, "If you think about it this way, I also have two sons. The eldest son is also married and has children. The younger son is in school, but he still has room for others.  Friend, do you think I can also ask for more than a hundred jars?"

    Aunt Xue¡¯s family argued, ¡°You can¡¯t say that. Your son¡¯s roommate is not from Taoshan Village, so he definitely can¡¯t be counted.¡±

    "Haha!" The aunt laughed, "Aren't you contradicting yourself by saying this? Your daughter got married and her household registration has been taken with the man. She is not from Taoshan Village. Your son has also moved to the city.  If my guess is correct, his household registration must be from the city now."

    Aunt Xue¡¯s family was at a loss for words, mainly because what her aunt said was right.

    The aunt continued: "My son and daughter are notThe household registration of Taoshan Village, not to mention your son-in-law and daughter-in-law. Our pickling of salted duck eggs is the business of Taoshan Village villagers. Everyone wants to make money, but you can't break the rules. Or do you want to be like Wang Erhua and the others?  ?  "

    Hearing this name, Aunt Xue immediately shook her head crazily. Who didn¡¯t know what Wang Erhua and the others had done, and now they had become public enemies in the village, and they didn¡¯t know how they had the nerve to still stay here.

    ¡°If you don¡¯t want to, just queue up and register honestly, don¡¯t think about those things that are available and not available,¡± the aunt said.

    Aunt Xue¡¯s family could only say helplessly: ¡°Then give me three altars!¡±

    Xu Ze recorded it.

    The aunt turned her head and walked towards grandpa and Jiang Tian who were not far away.

    Jiang Tian gave a thumbs up, "Third Aunt, you are amazing!"

    "That's right. It doesn't matter who I am. I work in the street in the city. Things like this happen a lot more often." Ming Sumei said with a smile.

    "Dad, your body is still so strong, much stronger than my dad." Ming Sumei said.

    Grandpa smiled: "Fortunately, how is your dad? I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know where you live now. It's hard to find him, and I don't call him usually."

    "You know my dad. You could say he is lazy. He often goes out for a walk. You could say he is not lazy. He is unwilling to move even when he is on the phone. According to what he said, he is most afraid of listening when he is on the phone.  The news coming from the other side was that he had died of illness."

    Grandpa nodded, "Yes, I was afraid of this too, but later I thought about it. Anyway, this person has to leave sooner or later, so it doesn't matter. It's better to chat with those old friends and have tea or something before leaving.  "

    Ming Sumei was surprised, "What a coincidence. My dad thinks so too. I came here this time to ask you to come and talk to my dad."

    "What's wrong?" Grandpa keenly felt that something was not right.

    "This is not the place to talk. Let's go home and talk in detail." Ming Sumei's tone was not very good.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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